Hi Angels,

My name is Lynne and I need your help.

I have been suffering from debilitating chronic pain and fatigue for almost a decade now that has largely been ignored and not appropriately treated by physicians. Though I have been able to enjoy periods of functionality over that time, I have been completely disabled for the past two plus years and bedridden for the better part of that time as a result of my illness as well as my psychiatric conditions that I have been battling since childhood.

I have been living in my home for 11 years. I have lived in my neighborhood for 18 years. My ceiling collapsed in 2018 and I was displaced for a year without compensation or offer of alternative shelter. Luckily, a dear friend opened her home to me and little Darwin for the duration of that traumatic time. I have Bipolar I and at that time was on a medication that caused a side effect which, compounded with the stress of my housing situation kicked off a breakdown and a rapid cycling episode from which I have yet to recover.

I had not experienced a major bipolar episode in nearly 20 years up until that point and have been suffering from a severe suicidal depression for over two years. Through the love, support, understanding, and compassion of friends, I agreed not to proceed with my decision to end my life last October in spite of my persistent symptoms. Miraculously, my suicidality has waned significantly over the past several months. And though my current circumstances are overwhelmingly devastating, I am grateful, even on my worst days, that I didn’t jump off this ride and have stuck around to see what happens.

I lost my health insurance due to inability to pay and though I was recently granted Medi-Cal benefits, the coverage is extremely limited and has severely hampered my accessibility to adequate health care and is not accepted by my current physicians, including my former psychiatrist. As a result, I am currently without access to med management, cannot find a psych that accepts my insurance, and will be out of meds soon.

I have been sober for almost 15 years and am astounded and deeply grateful that even on my hardest days, I have not once wanted to get loaded. The thought has not even crossed my mind which is beyond belief to me. The life I have been gifted as a result of being in recovery is beyond my wildest imagination. It has been soul crushing that I have been unable to participate in it and to watch it, my health, and my vibrancy shrink into a shell of what it was has been soul crushing. I was a pre med student leading up to this but had to put my educational goals on hold and have not been able to return to school.

I have applied multiple times and been rejected for state disability benefits for the past two years in spite of my doctor's advocacy. I recently applied for Federal disability benefits but it is a six month reviewal process which, according to Social Services, results in a denial for the first application attempt and they do not expedite crisis cases. I am unable to work and currently have no source of income. I have been cradled and carried by the generosity of friends who have made sure there is always food in the fridge and in Darwin’s bowl, that I have gas in my car, fresh flowers to spark joy, and unconditional love and support.

I am currently facing imminent eviction. I have been served with a Sheriff’s order to vacate on 11/6 by 4pm. I filed for a stay due to a medical emergency I was recently hospitalized for, but it was denied by the court.

My car is about to be repossessed and my inability to cover my mounting medical bills has landed me in collections.

The owners of my building have agreed to let me stay if I am able to pay the balance of what I owe. The building manager and the management company’s representative for this building have been going to bat for me since they were notified of the eviction, which was kept from and not disclosed to them by the owners or attorneys so they were unable to advocate for me before the process was put into motion. When I informed them about what was happening, they were shocked and immediately took action and are doing everything in their power to make sure I am able to stay in my home.

I have so many people in my corner that when I stop to think about it, it brings me to tears. The love that I am gifted with and always have been, is beyond my comprehension.

Though I am a die hard New Yorker to my core, Los Angeles is truly the city of angels, angels who have saved and continue to save my life time and time again for the past 18 years. New York shaped me, and Los Angeles has raised me. As lives go, I’ve hit the jackpot. For all the trauma, challenges, seemingly impossible circumstances, hopelessness, and darkness I have experienced, the light, love, magic, and miracles on the flip side of that coin have made it all worth it. For the first time in my life, I want to live. I want to stay on this crazy planet. I want to see what happens. I want to keep going. I want to continue to help others the way so many have helped me.

I need your help now more than ever. I am deeply grateful for anything you are able to contribute no matter how small you think it may be. Any little bit helps and I look forward to the day when I am once again able to pay forward all the kindnesses that I have been so lucky to receive.

Thank you all so much for taking the time to read this. If you are able, please pass this link along and share as much as you can.

I was taught by my angels that there is always enough time, enough abundance, and enough love. That has certainly been the case for me. And no matter what happens, I know in my heart that everything will be ok.

For all of us.

So much love to all of you.

Thank you for everything.

All my love,

Lynne Campbell

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